Fish Upon The Sky Novels & Stories

Behind bars, he spent his days repenting for what he had done. When we walked out of the funeral home, sunlight spilled warmly across my face. I looked up at the sky. It was a deep blue, cloudless and endless. Ian once told me blue skies looked like swimming pools, except pools were cold and the sky was warm. "Dylan, once I learn how to swim, I'll take you swimming in the sky." "How do you swim in the sky?" "You lie on the clouds without moving, like floating on your back." I could not help it.

I realized, after walking on the empty, deserted road, that walking and crying was not a promising idea. The desolated path was shrouded by a dense canopy of towering trees, their branches interlacing like skeletal fingers reaching towards the heavens. The moon, hidden behind dark clouds, cast intermittent shadows that danced eerily along the uneven pavement. The chorus of chirping crickets filled the night air, their relentless symphony punctuated by the occasional croak of a frog from a nearby pond.

most importantly his wife and the child. "Ahiga! Arrange a deer or two for our alpha. He will have dinner here..." Conrard announced. The yellow ball of fire changed to hues of orange, and then almost tangerine. It merged with the sky, like juice-mix dissolving in a glass of water. The clouds were cotton-candy, as though they blushed at the warm touch of the sun. Silhouettes of birds flew home across a sky that was now magenta, and the sun was half into the water, but its reflection in the sea made it look complete. The mauve of the dusky sky intensified, and in just a while, the biggest star had set, giving way to a thousand others.

THE SKY! Mallory looked at the fishbowl and then at the open hole on the roof. What is a fishbowl? A bowl that holds water for the fish. And what’s with the hole Above? For the moon to peek inside. And what happens if the moon sees the water? The water reflects the moon. And what if it’s inside a fishbowl? It would look like they had it in it! “My Goddess, what a stupid riddle!” She said out of excitement and rushed to get water, ignoring the protest behind her.

The sky-mount is a terrifying, magnificent creature, its leathery wingspan wide enough to shadow the entire ruined courtyard in a flickering, bat-like veil. As it launches itself into the air, the world beneath us falls away, replaced by a dizzying, violent expanse of clouds and moonlight that threatens to swallow us whole. The freezing wind whips my hair into a frenzy, tearing at my eyes, stinging like abrasive salt, and I am forced to wrap my arms tightly around Daryl’s waist to keep from plunging into the jagged, frost-bitten peaks below. Every muscle in my body is screaming, stretched taut by the sheer velocity of our ascent.

Activating the ocean tank, I began to breathe underwater as I swam towards the ocean floor. "If the Deep flight water Falcon is leaking, it must have crashed or hit the ground,” Hawk suggested, trying to see the ocean floor illuminated by the moon's gentle light. It seemed as if the moon goddess herself was aiding me in saving her servant, the Seer. Groups of fish of various types swam past me, as if I were invisible. The sight was breathtaking, but there was no sign of the water falcon. I swam as swiftly as I could to another location.

It was that I'd reframed every sacrifice as love and treated every concession as the necessary cost of building a life together. Now I had flown. Not because I'd forgotten the baby, and not because the past no longer hurt. I had simply, finally, learned to separate "giving up for someone else" from "taking off for myself." The sun dropped behind the mountains, leaving a bright band of gold along the horizon. I didn't take my phone out to capture it. Some skies don't need to be shown to anyone. And I no longer needed anyone to give me a sky. The runway was already beneath my feet. And the sky was already mine.

Calla's POV As the sun began its descent, painting the sky with a breathtaking palette of warm hues, the garden transformed into a whimsical haven. The vibrant colors of blooming flowers danced in the gentle breeze, casting a fragrant spell that enveloped the air. The tranquil pond mirrored the sky's beauty, adorned with graceful koi fish that glided through the water, their vibrant scales shimmering under the golden light.

Kit was able to detect him so easily just from his scent or the feel of his eyes on the back of her head, the last thing he needed was for her to hear him. Once he was certain he had his pulse under control, he took a few cautious steps toward the opening and was relieved to see he was correct. The fountain was a piece of art. In the center of the large sculpture, a winged cherub balanced on one foot, her eyes focused on the heavens as she lifted her hands in prayer. Around the outer edge of the first bowl stood six more cherubs, also all female and looking toward the heavens. Beneath them, seven fish leapt up out of the outer bowl, spewing water out of their wide mouths. He knew the story t

Sofia said, "This is not a normal fish. It's a spiritual beast. The spiritual energy in this area is very thick. It means there is an island not far from here and that's why the fish around this area have developed intelligence." "Spirit beast! I didn't know there were spirit beasts in the sea too," Sheila said. She had no idea there could be danger up in the sky above the sea. "Did you see the fins of the fish just now? They act like a pair of wings. By flapping the fins, the fish could remain in the sky for at least ten seconds. It has high speed and there is spiritual energy covering its pointy nose. Thus, it could kill its prey easily. Although it is similar to a level two profound maste